I wanted it to be over, but I lost the dumplings on Halloween night.
As usual, he went to a designated place in the corridor to urinate, and he usually came back after urinating. As a result, I don’t know what happened tonight. He was so excited that he ran to the other end of the elevator. I lived in an apartment, a long corridor with elevators at both ends. I lived in the middle. I realized that he hadn’t come back, so I went out to call him. He usually wouldn’t get into the elevator when I wasn’t there, but tonight it seemed that someone was teasing him. When I took the key and ran over, I was on the sixth floor, and I walked down immediately, only to find that the second floor of the third floor was an external business circle shop, so I got off the walking ladder only to the first floor. I just ran to the first floor to ask the passers-by. An old man said that he had been sitting for a while, but he didn’t see the dog. I thought he should have left the building, so I ran to the third floor and called the second floor, but I didn’t find the dumplings. It was raining outside, so where would he go? . And I’m already shivering in my pajamas and flip-flops, and I want to go back and wear thicker shoes to go to the property monitoring. On the sixth floor, I yelled at the stairs next to the elevator, in case the dumplings ran upstairs. Nothing happened. I looked down the corridor again. There was no glimpse of yellow on the doormat in front of my house. Just as I had given up and walked home with great sadness, suddenly a small lump of yellow rushed out from the corner of the corridor … I really don’t know how he got into the elevator and found his way home, not to mention that the third floor didn’t go straight to the stairs above, but it never made me worry. It still came back.
It collapsed as soon as it came back. It’s really not easy to keep a naughty dog, alas.
Updated on March 18th, 2018
Almost half a year later, I can still see your praise from time to time, and there are so many cute people who care about glutinous rice balls. I am very moved and happy. At the end of last year, due to some external factors, Tangyuan’s father once wanted to give it away, but I struggled to stop it at the last minute. Now I have returned to my home with glutinous rice balls. I don’t need glutinous rice balls’ father, but I can’t give up glutinous rice balls either. Now I’m at work near my home, and I can still accompany glutinous rice balls on weekdays. My parents don’t understand me very well. They think I’m stuck because of a dog, but isn’t the meaning of pets to us just to be stuck together? I will try my best to live a better life and take good care of dumplings. Find another boyfriend who loves dogs and take care of my dumplings together.
Tangyuan now walks a little outside eight, and the others are no different from normal dogs.
Sexy big ass.
2018.4.9
I’m here to update my handsome photos.
I’ve had a dog for a year, and finally I succeeded in taking a selfie. Please praise my little cutie. What?
Updated on June 7, 2018
It’s almost a year since I first answered this question. The writing style is very bad, and it has always been a little transparent on the online platform before. I never thought that so many people would see what I wrote, so many people would care about my glutinous rice balls, and even many cute people would confide in me about the feelings and stories between him and the dog. It turns out that such a straightforward story can be so powerful. I have read all your comments carefully. Although many of them are too late to reply, I have received your love.
In fact, I have read it from beginning to end now, only to find that it was even more chaotic before. The order of many things may not be accurate, and it is great for everyone to sit through it.
In fact, this is not so much a running account of glutinous rice balls as my own growth history. At the beginning, the decision to raise glutinous rice balls was impulsive and hasty. I really suffered a lot from the initial imagination to the fact that I needed a person to bear his future alone. Teach him hand in hand and take it away when my life and career are in a mess. When everyone thought I didn’t need to drag a drag bottle, when I even found the family he had put up for adoption, I stopped myself every time I wanted to give up.
Although I’m not sure if I can give him a good life, I’m not sure if I can handle the care of his lame leg and the risks that may arise at any time in the future. I still keep him around selfishly. I am afraid that he is too weak to be bullied by other domestic dogs. I am afraid that he will be rejected by other owners because of his lame leg. I am afraid that he will be unhappy.
I am really not a responsible shovel officer. I raised him at the most inappropriate time, didn’t protect him well, and didn’t have the ability to let him live the life of other dogs at home. I can only suffer with me.
Looking back on the old days now, it’s like having a nightmare, and finally waking up. Now, Tangyuan and I are living together 1700 kilometers away from the nightmare. I don’t know where our future lies, but I know that no matter what happens, there will always be a little head with me.
Tangyuan, thank you for always being with me. Later, mom will make it up to you slowly.
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